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As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air; And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep. ~ Prospero (The Tempest) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c-Q_WX_9Nv0 Race 8, #1 Bootsonthebeach #1A Boot Legger So gehts! |